Musical me.

So come give me a hug and find me in da club. Now John at the bar is a friend of mine. It's only half point past oblivion. An old man walks by me, making love to his tonic engine. He said son can you play me a memory? I was born with a dick in the brain. I don't know what the fucks up with this kid. The bastard won't even eat dick. What you think about it? I like that. No no they can't take the away from me. Your butt is fine. Something takes a part of me. Everytime I start to believe, something is right, lifes always got to be messing with me. Living inside my head makes me think I am in control. Giving you all my heart is a good start. Even a lover makes a mistake sometimes. You can tell by the sound of my voice, I still have the street on locks. (And with this being said my IPOD life is coming to an end.)

I'm a good one to know.

Blogging from my phone because my internet is not working properly. There is no shopping me from sharing my every thought.for the world to read. I am an open book and have a lot to share. It may not be interesting to everyone but my thoughts are valid. What I have to say is important. Call me conceited. Call me cocky. I am not worried about what anyone thinks anymore. I am someone good to know. People who have me in their lives are very fortunate. I make a big deal out of everyone's birthday. This is including mine. They are important. Everyone deserves to feel like a king or queen for a day. This is why I say people who know me are lucky. Say what you want because I am not trying to impress people anymore. It is simply way to exhausting. I can only make myself happy and worrying about what others think does not make me happy. Well I'm done for now.later friends.